You Are a Blessing! (?)
Yesterday was quite the eye opener.
It started off by my being smacked in the mouth with a dirt clod flying from a horse hoof. Was someone trying to tell me something!? I’m always saying that God has to slam me to the floor before I'll get on my knees and pay attention. Maybe he had to smack me in the mouth to get me to keep it shut…
Later that morning I found out that something I said impacted folks in a way I never imagined. When something doesn’t leave my head I typically act on it. If it’s a person I’ll pray for them. If it’s a situation I’ll pray for it. If it’s something that I feel better be said….
After lunch, I went to town….Not the city, but to “town”…not my town, but…anyway…
I dropped off some goods I had made to be sold in a retail space. The owner seemed happy and excited and pleased with my stuff. That was positive…I was feeling a little weird about it. “Was she really that happy and excited? Was I excited? What if it’s priced too high? What if….” Why can't I just take it at face value and trust that she was genuinely happy?
Next, I went to the cleaners to pick up hubby’s clothes. Saw an acquaintance there and had a good chat. The place was a little busy, (there were two people in front of me in line) and I noticed a guy standing there chatting with another customer, complimenting him on his knife sheath while holding his load of laundry. He seemed nice enough and not in a hurry. No one around here is really in a hurry. Shortly, it was my turn and the lady asked for my name. I gave it. As commonly happens when I do, the patient and kind man made a comment about the beauty of my last name. I replied with my usual, “Thank you, it’s hard to live up to sometimes.” Ha-ha.
His response was like none I’ve encountered before.
He told me that I WAS a blessing. He said, "It comes out of you unabashedly. As you're blessed abundantly, the blessings just cannot help but pour out onto others."
Wow.
I pondered that thought the rest of the day. Shame on me for being guarded and surly.
If I am to carry this name, not just the married name I carry, the one that says, “I’m a Believer. I’m a Christian. I am Saved. I am a Child of God." Then I need to be the carrier of that name that does it justice. I don’t want to be the kind of vessel that turns others from also wanting to carry the name(s) I carry. Not only the one I am honored to write behind my given name in my signature, but the one I carry as a follower of Christ.
Finally, at the end of the day, I said to myself, "Buck-Up Buttercup and put a smile on your face! God has a plan for you! Don’t go through life anticipating judgment, rejection, and ridicule! Welcome it and deal with it! God’s got a plan, and He’s got your back! You’re covered!"
Lastly, I went to bed feeling much better as I reflected on all the days happenings. That was a full day! I slept like a baby...my mouth wasn't even sore.
